Lyrics:
a lil' fucking Gucci
What's happenin'?
See, I be wrapping up Japanese weed
Just like it was some sushi
Getting high with them ratchet hoes
Fuck them bougie
I get money loc Saint
Do your homework gucci Mane
Ten got my own
B-R-O money (money)
M-O-N-E-Y gotta get that money now
M-O-N-E-Y i wanna get rich
rockin' Gucci with dirty Fanta
Chopper be God given
You get it hard nigga now niggas dead ahh
Shoot with the dope dealers
You can chill and get hit with
stick by my side
run it up
run it up
I gotta be runnin' up a check
run it up
run it up
I gotta be runnin' up a check
I got the bands in my bag
400
from that boot and I ain't scared to let it bang
I'm losin' life up in my eyes, so I can't see nothin the same
Cause mane I stay up to myself
Bitch I
they say I'm real as it gets (Recreated)
Created Real Life music that's the genre that I'm in (Real Life)
Feeling like Gucci mane I'ma stick to the plan
see my seats
We've been rollin' rollin' rollin' we ain't slept in weeks
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Gucci Mane the fly nigga get your mind right
the opps, Scat Pack shakin' they houses, yeah
Trooper tryna get behind me, out of there, couldn't even stop it
Bitch, fuck the opps crazy
Yeah (yeah)
damn
What happened to Virgil?
Long live Goon, let me pour up this purple
Promethazine so I look like a turtle
The Glock talk, I just let it get verbal
about my hustle, bitch
Big ol' golden gates, you at the Gucci Mane estates (it's Gucci)
It's money on the table, by your head, let's say the grace
wear uniform
Gucci Mane a dapper don, cap 'em like a Capricorn
Trapper man goin' on a money makin' marathon
You're a joker, I be robbin'
ohh yeah I want it!!
Slide on it, make a chick wanna ride on it
Hair on it mean the nigga ain't scared of it
Thug Misses, Gucci Mane and you still
F*** Gucci
Intro
Yeah yeah, E. mims
Yeah
V1
Aye chief, that ain't it
I hope you don't think I'm bout to pay this chick
I hope you don't think
work, bet I make ya cum first
Gucci Mane (yeah), bet we make a sex tape
Flood it on the internet, put it on my Myspace
Gucci got a big stick, make ya
Hah, go
Marii Beatz, turn me up
Guwop (Hah, Gucci)
It's Gucci (Gucci)
(Gucci, hah)
Dun D-D-D-Deal (ayy)
Hah
My bitch came off a boat, boat,
Read my paperwork, Gucci Mane, A1
Hangin' by myself 'cause I know I won't say nothin'
I just will call my lawyer, I ain't seen nothin'
Everybody got
huh and we be steady mobbin' oh Kimosabe big ballin' is my hobby
What the fuck is up? Its Gucci mane the G
That's titty boy no pity boy big scar
huh and we be steady mobbin' oh Kimosabe big ballin' is my hobby
What the fuck is up? Its Gucci mane the G
That's titty boy no pity boy big scar
these bills to play
Mane she get it anyway that she see fit
Kids stay feed she fresh everybody be drip
My one home girl had more pills than the pharmacy
I
now I got a Richard Mille (yeah)
Glock on me concealed
Let a nigga play then it get revealed, uh
I'm runnin' up them M's, run through a check like
lacking u better Never get caught slipping
Dnt ever burn a bridge u gotta cross nigga
I’m a dog Gucci Mane wit the Bart Simpson
And Most of yall claim ya
worries
So, fuck it today hahahaha. It already happened
Lez get it
Kill 'Em J
Yea, yea, yea
Lax and facts, just sit back
Ain't no worries, this or that
man love's so hard to find man
Gucci not a blind man but Gucci still a bachelor
Get me off a substance, give him all the extra
Gucci Mane, I bless ya,
mane
What would you do
If you woke up in my shoes
(I'm steady walkin)
What would you do
If you woke up in my shoes mane
What would you do
It's time
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